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A-G H-P Q-Z Christmas
Wagon Wheel
(Traditional, lyrics by Ketch Secor and Bob Dylan)
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Heading down south to the land of the pines
Makin' my way into North Caroline
Staring up the road and pray to God I see headlights
I made it to the coast in seventeen hours
Picking me a bouquet of dogwood flowers
And I'm a-hopin' for Raleigh, I can see my baby tonight

(Chorus)
So rock me momma like a wagon wheel
Rock me momma any way you feel
Hey,momma rock me
Rock me momma like the wind and the rain
Rock me momma like a south bound train
Hey,momma rock me


Running from the cold up in New England
I was born to be a fiddler in an old time string band
My baby plays a guitar. I pick a banjo now
Oh, north country winters keep a-getting me down
I lost my money playing poker so I had to up and leave
But I ain't a going back to living that old life no more

(Chorus)

Walkin' to the south out of old Roanoke
I caught a trucker out of Philly had a nice long toke
But he's a heading west through the Cumberland gap
To Johnson City, Tennessee
And I gotta get a move on, hid from the sun
I hear my baby calling my name and I know that she's the only one
And if I die in Raleigh at least I will die free

(Chorus x2)


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